Next deadline: Sunday, February 19th at 11:59 EST
It was a partially uneventful, partially eventful day for the Esoteric Order of Bacon, depending on how one looked at it.
On the one hand, two of their members had been violently struck by the malicious lightning and [badly injured], which was less than fortunate, but certainly counted as an event that had happened, and was therefore not uneventful. On the other hand, the inclement weather had bogged down the team so much that aside from parrotfanatic’s mumbling of the team anthem that could hardly be heard over the heavy downpour, nobody had been able to accomplish what they wanted to do for the day. Wet and miserable, the Esoteric Order of Bacon was glad to see the storm pass.